"How, how can it be so frightening?"
Meng Wantang's eyes widened, feeling that most of her drunkenness had dissipated, truly startled by the bulge in Qin Chuan's pants.
Having already been with a man, she naturally understood the matters between men and women.
Precisely because of this, she was so surprised by the tent pitched by Qin Chuan.
If an ordinary person's bulge could be considered a tent, then the scale of Qin Chuan's was practically a small hill.
After all, the nutrition for his generation was indeed better.
Not only had the girls' development been assured, but the boys' development too was not left behind.
However, speaking of which.
Even with good nutrition, it shouldn't have developed to this scale, right?
Can this thing really fit inside the body?
A big question mark appeared in Meng Wantang's mind, but soon, a blush crept up her cheeks.
Failing to seduce Qin Chuan was one thing, but now she was having fantasies about him.
